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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Birdman
Performer
Juvenile
Performer
NLE Choppa
Vocals
Carl Benoit
Piano
Fareed Salamah
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Juvenile
Composer
Fareed “Rip” Salamah
Composer
Carl Benoit
Composer
Daniel Lebrun
Composer
Bryan Christopher Williams
Composer
Bryson Potts
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DRok
Producer
Fareed Salamah
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(D-Rock, D-Rock)
[Verse 2]
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let the shit bling
I see a **** having fun like I was 16
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
[Verse 3]
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let the shit bling
I see a **** having fun like I was 16
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
[Verse 4]
I remember I was young with them hoop dreams
I remember hittin' licks when I was 15
Now I'm on the road, catchin' flights at 16
Now a **** gettin' money, what the fuck you mean?
(What the fuck you mean?)
Used to walk to school, now I hop out a Sprinter
Got that heater on me, in the fall, in the winter
I'm the king of the jungle, got me feelin' like I'm Simba
Choppa make 'em get low like a **** doin' limbo
Remember rainy days and stormy nights
Now I'm gettin' paid, I'm shining like a light
My diamonds lemonade with a lot of ice
And if that bitch play with me, he gon' pay that price
[Verse 5]
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let the shit bling
I see a **** having fun like I was 16
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
[Verse 6]
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let the shit bling
I see a **** having fun like I was 16
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
[Verse 7]
(Rich Gang)
16 and I'm on the cape (I'm on the cape)
18 caught my first body (Caught my first body)
Me and my round **** stayed in the shallows
We was thuggin' out with no guidance (With no guidance)
Flipped the script, got a new whip (Got a new whip)
My old head gave me my first brick (My first brick)
Line 'em up and we split that shit (And we split that shit)
Gave him the lick and I took the hit (And I took the hit)
I gave him money but it came with fame (It came with fame)
Accept the struggle, no pain no gain
Run it up, **** remain the same (Remain the same)
We got the money, **** stuntin' on planes
[Verse 8]
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let shit bling
I see a **** having fun like I was 16
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
[Verse 9]
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let shit bling
I see a **** having fun like I was 16
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
I can't believe it's really happening, it was just dreams
[Verse 10]
(Rich Gang)
(D-D-D- Rock, D-Rock, D-Rock)
Written by: Ansen Andre, Bryan Christopher Williams, Bryson Potts, Carl Benoit, Daniel Lebrun, Fareed Salamah, Juvenile